The elusive Jane tapped her on the shoulder after class. Huge trees obscured the view of it. And then at the street corner she came face to face with Nigel Ennison. She wanted him so badly it hurt. Shari tried a dozen new makeups on her, and Cathy spritzed her with her best perfume, Chanel Number Five. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. "Remove him to the Middle Stone Hold,—watch over him night and day, do you mind?" "I do, Sir. Ennison stood still for a moment, swinging his latchkey upon his finger.
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